Chapter 673: How Can One Not Contend?

"What I am saying, haven't you all heard it clearly enough? Why, do you need me to repeat it for you again?"

Looking down from above at the people in the room, Wu Su wore only a look of disdain. However, when she looked toward Shen Yu, her face held only a look of greed.

That gaze, she truly wished she could devour Shen Yu completely.

Although her origin was nearly exhausted, if she could obtain everything of Shen Yu's, she would not only be able to compensate for her origin's depletion, but perhaps even ascend to a higher level.

Throughout the ages, there have always been such beloved Heavenly Prides; no matter how ordinary their birth, they would turn danger into safety, rise step by step, and their future paths were destined to be extraordinary.

Others might waste a hundred years and struggle a lifetime just to achieve a little, while they could reach or even surpass that with ease.

The great waves of the Jianghu wash away the sand to select the true gold, and Shen Yu was undoubtedly the purest gold among them.

Devouring such a person is equivalent to occupying the fortune of an era and merging it into oneself; only in this way could they progress faster.

In every era, everyone would scramble for such people, fighting until they were battered and bloody, with countless deaths and injuries, yet the successful ones were few and far between.

Such geniuses all have their own pride; not only is their strength terrifying, they can even challenge those of higher levels, and in one-on-one combat, they can even kill them.

Afterward, even if trapped in heavy encirclement with no hope of escape, they would rather destroy themselves than fall into the hands of others.

Among them, some may have mediocre strength but possess unparalleled schemes; such people are even more terrifying.

These Heavenly Prides would quickly discover the demands of people like them and use this to set up a grand scheme, making them fight like the snipe and the clam.

She remembered hearing that a long time ago, in one era, none of those old monsters expected that the true Heavenly Pride of that era would actually be a cripple sitting in a wheelchair with mediocre strength.

Yet it was such a cripple who accomplished what no one in any previous era had done, using a grand scheme to incite the old monsters of the world to slaughter each other.

Those who prided themselves on being high above suffered more than half their losses in that slaughter, and in the end, they gained nothing.

When everyone finally found him, he had already committed suicide, and his body was shattered, leaving nothing behind. With just a small trick, he caused them heavy losses and left them with nothing but empty baskets.

Moreover, he buried the seeds of hatred in their hearts, making them guard against each other for generations, breaking into fights the moment they met.

With his own strength, he exerted an influence that has not vanished even now; such terror makes anyone who hears of it wary.

Generation after generation, people join them, and generation after generation, the rebels have no power to resist under their hands, yet their numbers do not seem to increase much.

Is it not because these generations of Heavenly Prides either suppressed them with force or schemed against them with their minds, causing them heavy losses?

Mu Zishan from over a hundred years ago was even more ruthless; the world does not know that when the Spiritual Qi Surge occurred over a hundred years ago, a group of people had already awakened upon sensing the Spirit Qi.

Because the Spiritual Qi Surge had just begun, even if these people awakened, their strength was not considered strong, and they could be killed by those Heavenly Prides at any time.

Although the earlier one awakens, the more benefits one gains, but if one is killed, then one truly has nothing left.

Awakening later, one appears at their peak, naturally invincible and sweeping away all obstacles. Although the benefits gained are fewer, it wins by being absolutely safe.

Therefore, the vast majority of people choose to awaken after the Spirit Qi has grown to a certain level.

Only a small portion of people choose the early stage, and among them, only a tiny handful choose to awaken the moment they sense the Spiritual Qi Surge.

They are gambling—gambling that after the Spiritual Qi Surge, they will not be killed by those so-called geniuses, and gambling that the strength of these geniuses is limited.

In fact, many times they won the gamble; of course, there were also many times they lost, just like over a hundred years ago.

Over a hundred years ago, those who awakened at the very beginning encountered the freakish Mu Zishan; this was a true genius, surpassing all the so-called Heavenly Prides they had seen before.

This person seemed to gather the fortune of a thousand years into himself, powerful to the point that even they felt shocked and desperate.

This person not only found and killed every single one of them who had awakened, but also went deep into the Forbidden Land, directly suppressing it and causing the Spiritual Qi Surge to come to an abrupt end.

If not for her having the Twin Secret Technique, splitting herself into two parts in advance—one part died, but the other could still live—she would have died back then.

Such a person is enough to make them drool with greed, yet so powerful that they are helpless against him.

Over a hundred years have passed; the lack of Spirit Qi was not enough to support her consumption, and in the end, it began to consume her origin.

Therefore, she has always stayed here peacefully and generally does not go out; action means consumption.

Now, she has finally waited for the Spiritual Qi Surge; this is fate not meant to end, which means she has already turned danger into safety.

And her target has also turned to Shen Yu, who has been in the limelight recently; this is a person who does not lose to Mu Zishan, and is an existence that makes people like them drool with greed.

If Shen Yu knew what Wu Su was thinking right now, he would only chuckle. In fact, there was only one true genius in this era, and that was Mu Zishan, who guarded the Forbidden Land for a hundred years.

Today, Mu Zishan has likely perished, and there are no more true Heavenly Prides in the world.

As for himself, his positioning of himself is very clear; he is merely a cheater, and in terms of true aptitude, he is far inferior to others.

"Still not dead!" Looking through the small crack to the inside, when she saw Shen Yu still struggling, Wu Su was clearly a bit impatient.

These unreasonable Heavenly Prides, even in the most desperate times, can still struggle a bit; it really is quite unpleasant.

You say, if you just lay there and died obediently, you would save yourself from that suffering; why must you resist? When I get the benefits, I might even remember you during the holidays.

"Shen Yu, oh Shen Yu, I have guarded this place for so many years to carefully cultivate this Morning Dew Drink."

"Don't say it's you; even in my peak period, I absolutely could not withstand it. So, no need to hold on; you cannot withstand it!"

Clearly, Shen Yu looked like he had no strength left to resist, yet she did not dare to walk in, still standing outside greedily.

The lessons of history tell her that one must be cautious and more cautious when dealing with these Heavenly Prides; you never know when they might turn the tables.

She hoped Shen Yu would voluntarily give up and stop holding on; holding on is good for no one.

"Even if I die, I will not let you obtain my power, let alone absorb my essence. So, you had better give up!"

"Shen Yu, don't you worry about that. What do you think the Morning Dew Drink is? It is merging with your body, combining with your Inner Breath and dantian."

"So even if you die, your power will never vanish, so I never worry about whether you die or not. No, it is better if you die; after all, if you are alive, I am not at ease!"

Speaking of this, Wu Su laughed softly again, but the anticipation and excitement in her heart were already becoming hard to suppress.

Clearly, the good thing is right before her eyes, yet she cannot eat it; who can understand her anxiety?

Although they are called old monsters, they cannot actually exist forever; they will also reach their end.

Only by constantly improving one's realm and constantly evolving one's life can one keep living.

For this, they can spare nothing and can fight until they are battered and bloody.

Why call it the Great Contention Era? In the Great Contention Era, the so-called trendsetters of those eras want to scramble to become one of them, and are they not also scrambling to go further, constantly contending for their own lives!

In the Great Contention Era, how can one not contend!